In the neon of blue and purple, under the thick steel sky, at the forefront of this surge of data, lies the world post-tech revolution. It's also the dividing line between reality and illusion. Steel and flesh, past and future. In this place, the world outside and inside coexist. Everything in front of us feels like a wall of time within reach. The darkness is slowly creeping in. But hey, my friend, you gotta know, we can't just counter darkness with softness. Gotta use fire.
The two walked across the street, under the dazzling holographic neon lights, confronted by the intoxicated nightlife that could make one feel lost after long exposure.
The massive steel city was like a labyrinth, trapping many people.
Here, under the neon lights, women dressed provocatively stood on the streets beckoning to men, and even men in tight, sexy outfits waved at everyone...
However, when Qing Chen and Huang Zixian passed by, Qing Chen was startled to find that those people all turned away simultaneously, no longer soliciting customers.
Seeing his surprise, Huang Zixian chuckled and said, "Before the night's boxing match even started, Boss Jiang had already sent word out in the Fourth District: any woman who dares to do business with you will have her head twisted off."
Qing Chen was shocked. Was Jiang Xiaotang even controlling this?!